“Bring us the girl and wipe away the debt, Mr. DeWitt” were the exact words that mysterious man told me. All I had to do was going into a city named Columbia, of which I have never heard of, and find a girl called Elizabeth. He then would pay all my debts and maybe I could start my ruined life again.
But what he didn’t tell me was that I’d find hell in earth… and that this would be my last job.
There are a million worlds. All different and all similar. Constants and variables. There’s always a lighthouse. There’s always a man, there’s always a city… I can see through the doors. You… me, Columbia, Songbird… But sometimes, something’s different… yet the same.